37 posts tagged “sotw”
So Ludo fills a niche genre in music that I usually don't listen to. However where bands like Panic at the Disco, My Chemical Romance, Fall Out Boy, etc have never begged repeat listens... ludo always makes me come back. So I guess they are currently my "power-pop-rock" choice. I Like them for a whole bunch of reasons, their music is clean and straightforward... it's not re-writing any norms, and that's important. The lyrics however are a different story. Nearly every song is laced with a sarcasm and wit that pokes fun at themselves and everyone else. I've always loved when a band knows when to take themselves seriously, and when to not. Ludo walks that very thin line through every verse, hook, and bridge. I'd also encourage looking into the Broken Bride EP... it's a story album about time traveling to try and save a dead lover... there's songs about fighting undead armies and pterodactyls. It's awesome. So this song is off of the record "You're Awful, I Love You" and it's great... it's not even the highlight of the record, but right now it's my favorite, and it's the first song I heard off the album.
Cold and wrathful
Silent sleeper
I've been inside your bedroom
I've murdered half the town
Left you love notes on their headstones
I'll fill the graveyards
Until I have you
Moonlight walking
I smell your softness
Carnivorous and lusting
To track you down among the pines
I want you stuffed into my mouth
Hold you down and tear you open
Live inside you
Oh, love I'd never hurt you
But I'll grind against your bones
Until our marrows mix
I will eat you slowly
Ohhhhh
The horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through my veins
Ohhhhh
The horror of our love
Never so much blood
I wake in terror
Blackbirds screaming
Dark cathedrals spilling
Midnight on their alters
I'm your servant
My immortal
Pale and perfect
Such unholy heaving
The statues close their eyes
The room is changing
Break my skin
And drain me
Ancient language
Speak through fingers
The awful edges
Where you end and I begin
Inside your mouth
I cannot see
There's catastrophe
In everything I'm touching
As I sweat and crush you
And I hold your beating chambers
Until they beat no more
You die like angels sing
Ohhhhh
The horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through my veins
Ohhhhh
The horror of our love
Never so much blood
You're a ghost, love
Nightgown flowing
Your body blue and walking
Along the continental shelf
You are a dream among the sharks
Beautiful and terrifying
Living restless
We dance in dark suspension
And you bury me
In the ocean floor beneath you
Where they'll never hear us scream
Ohhhhh
The horror of our love
Never so much blood pulled through my veins
Ohhhhh
The horror of our love
Never so much blood
I think about you
and your demeanor;
You've got grace.
I won't shut up,
I know that I should,
I'd rather stay in the time when
I saw a smile on your face.
You're so pretty I could talk to you all night
I could sit here, I could talk to you all night
I'm the one you thought you'd never find
a sudden coastal holiday makes you see me in a
different way
your voice sounds so hollow
I'm glad to have you following me
listing off my favorite things
you say I have too many dreams
but first I wished and now it's true
I'm becoming awfully fond of you
your voice sounds so hollow
I'm glad to have you following me
you didn't know me and still you called
I didn't find it strange at all
seeming like the thing to do
I knew it then and so did you
your voice was so hollow
I'm glad you've come to follow me
follow me, follow me
follow me, follow me
It's a good thing songs like this keep coming along for me... I don't know what I'd do without it.
I might explode into a murderous rage and kill the first 13 people I see. I might dissolve into a thin dust and coat everything in my room. I might fall asleep... forever... and never wake up.
Instead I listen to this song, over and over, and it keeps me right there on the edge of sanity. Thanks Page France... I owe you one.
Needless to say this song belongs aside the others on the current mix.
Another addition to my current mix tape project. great great words, listen to Viva Voce, they rock.
in the center of the universe is a star sucking hole,
and the and the lives of every planet
are in danger as it grows.
But it's not the thing that gets me down,
no it's not the thing that brings me down.
In the center of the Earth,
where the heat can melt your brain,
and all the molten lava
comes pouring out like rain.
But it's not the thing that gets me down,
it's not the thing that brings me down.
In the center of my heart, is a beautiful girl
and one tear from her face
could destroy the world.
It's the only thing that gets me down,
it's the only thing that gets me down,
it's the only brings me down.
I've been picking songs very slowly for this mix I'm working on inspired by the last Menomena post. The mix is called "Dear God: Take Notes..." and it's going to be really good. The songs on this mix have lyrics that line up with the premonition I have of what is coming, or are significantly appropriate for how I feel right now.
The general idea is that things are changing for me and I feel it, I felt this way last February and I'd missed this ambition and restlessness. I'm afraid that I'm callousing romantically, but I think that everyone feels like that while they are alone.
I'm hoping that during the process of picking songs and weeding them out, I'll find a conclusion that is more optimistic. I've only used mixtape making as a form of therapy on two other occasions, neither of which were this calculated.
here's the most recent addition to my list, although there's no way to know if it will make the final cut.
New York is lovely in the winter time
All the sidewalks are white as snow
The buildings, all the people that pass me by
How the smile on his face says he's in love
I took the train all the way to Brooklyn Heights
I remember when you took it there with me
We sat side by side and held hands for some time
We saluted the Statue of Liberty
I have much farther to go
Everything is new and so unpredictable
I should just kick my heels together and go home
But I'm not sure where that is anymore
Oh how I wish I could go back in time
To the night when I heard my mother cry
She held me in her arms and we talked for some time
And I sang a song her mother sang to her
And it goes something about paper dolls and what men prefer
Something about the cross and how her Jesus died for her
Something about love and how it's worth living for
I wonder does love like that exist anymore?
I have much farther to go
I'm so confused I know
I should just kick my heels together and go home
But I lost my way when I lost you
Sometimes I cry when it's late at night
And you're not there to lay next to me
Morning breaks and the sun warms my face
How I wish it was you warming me
I swear that Menomena is the music I want to hear all the time right now. This song is foreshadowing... I can feel it.
I'm waiting for the rest of them to come together over me, all the songs that will tell me the future. Once I do, I'll have a prophetic mix tape on my hands and I'll pass it on to God to make sure he gets it right.
I think I can believe in you, who ever you are.
and it depends more on who I am, than who you are.
I will make my love even stronger, and even more foolish.
And when you unravel the secret will travel
It's hard to take risks with a pessimist
I hope that this shaking will help us awaken
Separated by skin ‘til we let ourselves in
It's hard to take risks with a pessimist
It's hard to take risks
I hope one will burn me, I know you’ll desert me
(This is the closest I’ve come to touching you the way I want)
The hope can be painful, I’ll try to be faithful
(It’s hard to take risks)
Ruin My Day
I know it's today, so I guess you could say one recovers
It's odd you should call me but then after all we were lovers
I don't wait by the phone like I used to
I don't hope for kind words you might say
You don't prey on my mind like you used to
But you can still ruin my day
You can still ruin my day
You're telling me now you regret how we never connected
Oh, as if you forget that it's me you regret you rejected
I don't easily forgive like I used to
And I seldom get carried away
No, you don't have the pull that you used to
But you can still ruin my day
Oh, you can still ruin my day
"Love, it was nothing
It hardly hurt a bit,"
Sounds good to me, but unfortunately I remember it
Now, I don't lose my place like I used to
I'm not moved by your artful display
No, you can't draw me in like you used to
But you can still ruin my day
You can still ruin my day
You can still ruin my day
You can still ruin my day
I said you can still ruin my day
I'd stopped doing this after failing to complete my "best of 2006" marathon back in Jan. But I've decided to pick it back up again, and this song was my motivation for it. I heard it while getting coffee at The Coffee Bean and asked who it was, then I posted a livejournal voicepost to remind me to download it. I've yet to really give the rest of the album a listen, but I love this track. Seriously, so smooth.
Best of 2006: Day 20:
The Elected - Sun, Sun, Sun
(yay! I'm finally caught up on these... *sigh* feels good. ok on to the album...)
I know a lot of people felt that the songs Blake wrote for Rilo Kiley were weak, but they were often times my favorites, and they all had a certain charm that really appealed to me. I found out about The Elected nearly on accident, I was going to see The Colour open for The Elected and Eisley (The Colour being my main reason for going). And when I looked into the other opening band to see what they were like, I found out that it was a side project of Blake's.
I'm really glad my introduction to them was live, it would be really difficult to explain what it is that doesn't get captured on record, but if you ever get a chance to see them preform, do it. Since then, I've seen The Elected play live more times than any other band, and had a blast every time.
Their debut was good, but I never attached myself to it the way I did Sun Sun Sun. I love this record, and because I have a lot of memories of live shows attached to each song, the album means that much more to me. If you are an audiophile and can acquire it on Vinyl do it, it sounds really good that way.
